The bright moon hangs on the eaves of the corridor, and the dim moonlight gilds a thin layer of silver light on the corner tower and palace room in the high wall, adding a bit of desolation to the palace wall of Luoyang.

Liu Wei stood at the window of the high pavilion, holding the windowsill with both hands, leaning out slightly, his eyes wandering the rows of palace rooms and criss-crossing paths outside the window.

For several days in a row, he would stand here every day and observe the terrain outside the window, and the palace and the path that he could see from the window were almost completely memorized by him, and even the time of the changing of the guard and the route of the patrol guards in the vicinity, he knew everything in the slightest.

Strictly speaking, he is not the real Han Shao Emperor Liu Wei, although he occupies this skin, but the soul lurking in the depths of this skin is a special soldier who has experienced the test of life and death after two thousand years.

He has participated in anti-terrorism and anti-narcotics countless times, and has also been ordered to lurk in unfriendly countries several times to engage in some assassination and rescue missions. Born as a soldier in peacetime, his hands are not stained with blood.

There is one thing that has been making him feel very confused for the past few days, and he can't figure out how to think about it, why he will come to the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty two thousand years ago inexplicably. What especially made him feel depressed was that after crossing over, he would actually become Liu Bian, the young emperor of the Han Dynasty who had been abolished by Dong Zhuo.

Two days ago, from the eunuchs who served and monitored his every move, he inadvertently got a message that the Kwantung princes had raised an army to attack Dong Zhuo, and now they had reached the outside of the Tiger Prison Pass.

Liu Weizhi, who has some knowledge of the history of the late Eastern Han Dynasty, said that Dong Zhuo was autocratic, abolished him and established Liu Xie as the emperor, and it was only a matter of time before he was killed. Now that the Kwantung princes have reached the Tiger Prison Pass, if they don't want to escape, I'm afraid they will really be killed here by Dong Zhuo.

The real Liu Wei is dead, but Liu Wei, who occupies this skin at this time, doesn't want to be killed as soon as he comes back to life.

Although there were still some memories of the real Liu Wei in his mind, most of those memories revolved around the internal strife of the palace, which did not help him escape from the palace at all.

To survive, the only thing he can do is prepare to escape in advance. However, he was dissatisfied with the current weak little body. Just these small arms and legs, as if a gust of wind can blow and fly, how can they support the escape from the palace through multiple palace walls in a row?

Now that the crisis is coming, he doesn't have much time to work harder. The only thing he can do is to observe his surroundings and try to take into account every detail that will happen when fleeing to make sure nothing goes wrong.

Standing at the window and looking out, there was a sound of broken footsteps behind Liu Wei, the footsteps stopped behind him, and a petite figure stood only two steps away from him.

Liu Wei tilted his head slightly and glanced at the petite figure standing behind him. In the past few days, he has never been able to connect the two identities of Tang Ji, who is only twelve or thirteen years old, and his princess.

Tang Ji, who was standing behind him, was wearing a big red palace dress, with a wide skirt behind him. The inky green silk was simply curled in a flying fairy bun, and a pair of eyes with a touch of sadness were staring at Liu Wei who was standing by the window.

The ruddy lips squirmed a few times, Tang Ji seemed to have something to say to Liu Wei, but hesitated for a long time but didn't say anything.

There was a rush of footsteps in the wooden cloister outside the door, Liu Wei gathered his sleeves, covered the things he was holding in his hand with the wide sleeves of his robe, then turned around, looked at the door, and said to Tang Ji who was standing aside: "If I guessed correctly, the person who took my life is outside the door at this moment!" ”

Tang Ji lowered her head and pursed her lips tightly, she seemed to have smelled a breath of impending death, and there were already a little tears in her eyes.

The wind poured into the room through the window, and the white candle flames on the candlesticks flickered, casting a dim yellow light on the room.

The door was gently pushed open, and a middle-aged scribe walked into the room with two eunuchs, and the eunuch standing on the left was holding a tray with a wine cup made of white jade on the tray.

The soft candlelight shines on the wine glass, and the wine glass reflects a smooth luster, which is very beautiful.

Glancing at the white jade wine glass placed on the tray, Liu Wei pulled an indifferent smile at the corner of his mouth, and asked the middle-aged scribe who walked into the room: "General Li usually assists Taishi Dong in state affairs, how can he have the leisure to come to the king's residence?" ”

Leading the two eunuchs into the room was a middle-aged scribe wearing a moon-white robe, thin and not too tall. Inside, when he looked at Liu Wei, his slender eyes flashed with a wise and vicious light.

His skin was very fair, and even showed a trace of unhealthy sickness, and even the slender hands that were folded in front of him were a little white like the palms of a living person.

If it weren't for the wisp of goat's beard floating on his chin confirming his man's identity, the middle-aged scribe would have felt more like a vicious woman.

"The Queen Mother died, and the ministers were afraid that King Hongnong would be overly worried, so they specially prepared a glass of water and wine, and came to pay tribute to His Royal Highness!" It was Dong Zhuo's adviser Li Ru who came to the house, and he heard Liu Bian's inquiry, he had a harmless smile on his face, and he bowed down deeply with his hands into fists and said to Liu Bian: "This cup of wine has a little added to some medicinal materials, and drinking it can drive away evil spirits and get rid of diseases!" ”

"The Queen Mother......" When Li Ru said the words "The Queen Mother's ", Tang Jiyuan opened his apricot eyes, covered his mouth with his small hands, and took two steps back in fear, and two lines of tears had already slid down his cheeks.

Liu Wei was also slightly shocked, and looked at Li Ru standing in front of him with some sadness and indignation.

"This king is in good health, and he doesn't need to eat medicinal herbs." After a while, Liu Wei suppressed his grief and indignation, and said to Li Ru with an indifferent smile on the corner of his mouth: "I'm afraid that the medicinal materials in the wine are going to send this king back to heaven, right?" ”

was exposed by Liu Bian's thoughts, Li Ru smiled and did not hide it, and beckoned to the eunuch holding the poisonous wine, and the eunuch walked over to Liu Bian with a tray in both hands.

"Wait!" Liu Wei stretched out a hand, stopped the eunuch, and said to Li Ru: "Although this king has been deposed, he is also a royal bloodline after all, how can he take over the poisonous wine from a eunuch?" Could it be that before the death of this king, General Li did not want to serve wine himself? ”

Holding the tray in both hands, the eunuch stopped, and turned his head to look at Li Ru with a somewhat embarrassed expression.

"Good!" Staring at Liu Bian's face that made him puzzled for a while, Li Ru nodded, walked to the eunuch holding the tray, took the wine glass from the tray, walked in front of Liu Bian, raised the wine glass above the top with both hands, bowed slightly and said to him: "Please King Hongnong drink this cup!" The wine is strong, and the top of Huangquan Road does not feel desolate! ”

With a faint smile on his face, Liu Wei did not take the wine glass in Li Ru's hand, but turned his gaze to Tang Ji who was standing aside.

"Tang Ji, you and I are husband and wife, this king drank the wine in this cup today, and my husband and wife will be separated by yin and yang, and there will be no day when they will meet!" Liu Wei sighed faintly, and said to Tang Ji with a bit of reluctance in his tone: "I wonder if I can have the honor of enjoying Tang Ji's singing and dancing before the king is about to die?" ”

Li Ru, who was holding the jade cup in his hand, saw that Liu Wei was still delaying the hour, frowned slightly, and glanced at Tang Ji fiercely, intending to prevent her from singing and dancing for Liu Wei.

Tang Ji didn't seem to see Li Ru's eyes at all, and he looked miserable and blessed Liu Wei, and said softly: "Your Majesty wants to watch Tang Ji sing and dance, and the concubines have no reason to obey." ”

Liu Wei had already been deposed by Dong Zhuo as the emperor, and Tang Ji also called him His Majesty, as if he still regarded him as an emperor, after Li Ru heard this, his brows furrowed slightly, and he snorted coldly, but he didn't say anything.

In Li Ru's eyes, these two people are no different from dead people now. Sending Liu Biao on the road, Li Ru was supposed to lead a team of guards to come together, but thinking that Liu Bian was just a powerless wasted emperor, he didn't bother much, and only brought two eunuchs and hurried over.

Compared with the dead, in Li Ru's opinion, it is just adding trouble to his own family out of thin air.

After blessing Liu Wei, Tang Ji slowly stretched his sleeves and danced.

She is two years younger than Liu Wei, and her body has not fully grown at this time, her small breasts are not very full, and even the two buttocks still have a bit of green taste.

Although it lacks some mature charm, Tang Ji is a woman who is married to the emperor after all, and her appearance is needless to say, she must be a masterpiece in a million.

As she danced, the red Aya Luo dress flew up and down like a flame, adding a bit of warmth to this cold and unexpected early spring.

"After the emperor collapsed, the earth fell, and as the emperor, his life was destroyed. Death and life are different, and he is sad in his heart. The wide sleeves flew up, the shadows swayed, accompanied by the graceful dancing, Tang Ji lightly opened her lips and sang.

The words she sang were full of sadness, but when Liu Wei listened, there was always an indifferent smile on the corner of her mouth.

After the dance, Tang Ji put away her dancing, ran to Liu Wei, threw herself into his arms, hugged his waist tightly with both hands, buried her head in his chest, and couldn't suppress the sadness in her heart, and cried loudly.

"Don't do that!" Liu Wei put one hand around Tang Ji's shoulder, and the other hand gently stroked her hair, deeply smelled the unique fragrance of the woman in her hair, and said softly: "I should go, you have to take care!" ”

Tang Ji hugged Liu Wei tightly, and the reluctance in her heart, needless to say, was already very clear. Once Liu Wei dies, as a woman, the rest of her life will be extremely miserable.

From Li Ru's frivolous eyes when he looked at her, Tang Ji felt that as a woman, she would become a plaything for men, even if she was once the imperial concubine of the king of a country, she could not change this woman's natural fate.